a collection of thoughts and emotions, carelessly twisted into words on the leaf of a notepad
.:taure.anwar.rodrigues:.

7.25.2007

Bang

Inside each of is a kindred spiritA soul that stirs beneath the dermis and muscle and bonesExisting only to exist to live as we once didWith drum and dance with feet and congaTo coexist with the beat of a nationPrescribed to strive on the rhythm of its soldiersAs they march through the streets of ZionPraising all of the lords childrenAmen and our fathers be givenwith a side of Coltrane and Stevie WonderIndividuals with a cause a movement aConvictionSome with and some withoutSome with drug addictionLike Noah begat so forth and so on we have become a run onSentence.A death sentence of immoral repetition that combined with global sterilization of mindsleads to decreased awareness, common sense and individualityBe an individual, stripped of all it's animosity and bigotryThe single most individual thing you can do is, RevoltRevoltyourselfyour surroundingsyour fears and desiresyour illness and stress.Stand naked with only your sword by your sideThe sword of wisdom and prideGive me linguistic metaphors of Rivers Euphrates and Red sand desertsPlaces that Kings walked and ruled the land with iron hands and long handled sceptersDudes that were so paranoid that when you birth your first son, you had to name it after themGiving righteous cause to sinAll over againGiving flex to time and de ja vu'Not down with that Matrix shitI got thisgun to my headfilled with un dodgeable bulletseducation - clickcommon sense - clickhonesty - clickmorality - clickfatherhood - clickbrotherhood - clickPoking holes into my consciousness making me dull to innocenceI am tired now of all thisSo inhaleand I hold that shitand then I exhaleBang!!